A small smile creeped onto her soft features. “You are still family, Viserys. You do not need to thank me. What you can do for me is rest and gain your strength back,” she said, her eyes shifting towards the small blue dragon perched on Viserys’ shoulder. She looked frightened. “May I?” Daenerys asked Viserys. She was asking permission to hold the dragon. The Mother of Dragons herself. Daenerys would, of course. This was not her dragon and she did not want to scare it further. Perhaps if she interacted with Drogon, Viserion, and Rhaegal, the small creature wouldn’t be so scared. After all, that’s how Daenerys trained her own. It was easier since she had three to deal with and even now they are similar to rebellious teenagers.
She was closer to him now and he forced himself to take a step closer, his feet feeling heavy as he nodded his head at her question, coaxing his little one towards Daenerys’s hands. “She’s a bit clingy and protective” He mentioned as he had to nearly force the dragonling away from her perch. “I named her after mother. Rhaellion.”
The dragon looked from Viserys to Daenerys and stared at the woman, sniffing her and smelling the smell of dragons, knowing it smelled like her but she felt unease and chirped at Viserys for reassurance. “Ao sagon sȳz byka mēre“ He told Rhaellion who became much more at ease with Dany. “I wonder if Rhaellion will grow to be as large as yours…The black one, he’s already so huge, I wonder if he’ll grow to even half of Balarion’s size” Viserys said as he himself approached his sister’s dragons with cauition, a hand extending slowly and shaking with nerves.